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Blasblog From Paris: Giambattista’s Kaviar Kaspia Crowd

March 11, 2009 7:29 pm

Giambattista Valli has had a very busy couple of days: Monday saw his Fall ‘09 collection take to the runway in the Tuileries, and yesterday his puffy, dreamy looks for Moncler were on view—along with live horses—in the basement of the Paris Opéra. Come Tuesday night, Valli was ready to celebrate. The party kicked off with dinner at Kaviar Kaspia (that night’s dinner spot for Karl Lagerfeld along with Amanda Harlech and her brood, coincedently), where Michael Roberts, Olivier Martinez, Coco and Bianca Brandolini, and Dasha Zhukova tucked into the fashion-fave eatery’s signature dish. “It’s so good here,” Valli said. “I could come here every single night, but then, I think I would look like that potato there.” The food—salmon on crepes, caviar in potatoes, and a vodka-to-person ratio that hurts to think about (especially this morning)—wasn’t the only draw. Valli’s skill at attracting a chic fête set is equal to his skill at blending his social groups. Andrea Dellal, for example, who hadn’t seen Ellen von Unwerth since the two were modeling together in the seventies, settled down for a chat with her long-lost friend. “I’m having flashbacks,” she told the photographer. “I sometimes forget that I’m a grandmother!”